Phoenix in the Sky: Genius Little Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 13 The ninth son of the Feng family, ugly asshole!
I don't know if I slept just now, but it's a bit difficult to fall asleep now. After squinting for a while, my mind became clearer, and even the voice in my ear became more real.

The rustling wind blew through the bamboo grove, the yard was quiet, there was no sound at all, because I was not favored, there were not many maids in this Qinzhu Pavilion, and now something like this happened again, it would have been a long time ago I don't know which corner to hide in, but it's quite clean.

Can--

Vaguely heard an unusual sound!
Obviously she couldn't hear the footsteps, but the wind seemed to be partially blocked by something, so that there was a slight difference in the sound. If it wasn't for her exceptionally keen hearing, she probably wouldn't have noticed it at all.

At this sensitive time, walking in the dark is probably either rape or robbery.

When her thoughts moved, Feng Qingjiu got up quietly, went to the back of the door, and wanted to grab a weapon to defend herself, but found that the room was too empty, so she had to pull out a hairpin and hold it tightly in the palm of her hand.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, after passing the current test, I really should make some self-defense weapons, what's the matter with pulling hairpins all day long.

Before her wild thoughts passed, she felt that the "voice" was approaching, and immediately approached her breathlessly, waiting.

However, there was no movement after a while, and the weirdest thing was that she felt that the person near the door had disappeared.

How can it be!

When you come here, you can hear some small movements, but when you get so close, they will disappear without a sound?
Just as she was wondering, she suddenly heard a low chuckle, and the laughter came from inside the room. She was startled, and subconsciously raised her head to look in the direction of the source of the sound, and saw a black shadow passing by, she raised her hairpin and stabbed at it immediately— —

The person who came was much faster than her. He grabbed her wrist first, then turned around, and the tip of the hairpin was aimed at her throat.

Feng Qingjiu was startled.

On this continent, she may not be good in terms of spiritual power, but in terms of skill, she thinks she has never lost.

So when her spiritual power was obviously not as good as that of the prince, she could dodge the attack with ease and retreat completely.

But she didn't expect that the person in front of her, she didn't even see who it was, was caught by the opponent within three moves.

It is true that being sneak attacked is also one of the reasons, but even if it is a sneak attack, the difference in strength is definitely huge.

A deep laugh came from behind her neck again, and he said, "It really is you!"

"..." The voice sounded familiar, but he was behind him, unable to see his face clearly, Feng Qingjiu said in a deep voice, "Who are you?!"

"The ninth son of the Feng family, a good-for-nothing is ugly. Is this person ugly? He is a bit ugly, but a good-for-nothing..."

He mockingly said that the hand that was holding her wrist turned slightly away, slowly pinching her pulse——

Feng Qingjiu's eyes flickered slightly, and taking advantage of this momentary opportunity, he backhanded, elbowed, and turned around in one go, successfully escaped from the shackles, and kept himself as far away from this dangerous person as possible.

The visitor was dressed in black and covered with a black mask, only revealing a pair of eyes, which seemed to have melted into the millennium cold pool, but looked into it with a bit of scrutiny.

"Your skills are not weak, and your footwork is fast enough. No wonder the prince can't take you down in dozens of moves." He nodded thoughtfully.

Regarding his comments, Feng Qingjiu felt more and more puzzled.

The fight between her and the crown prince was just a matter of today, and Feng Zhengze even issued an order not to allow anyone to gossip, but how would he know about this person?

Those eyes are too complicated, so deep that people can't see to the bottom, just looking at you like this, it seems like he has seen through all the secrets.

This feeling is really bad!
"Deng Tuzi entered the room at night, didn't he just want to praise me?" Looking at him coldly, the more he looked at him, the more he felt familiar, those eyes, and that sneering tone...

"Teacher?" His pupils flickered slightly, but his eyes glanced above her.

This look made Feng Qingjiu inexplicably nervous. After all, in terms of skill, she may not be sure to gain the upper hand, and in terms of spiritual strength, she doesn't know how deep it is. His look made her feel that there might be something on her head, but Fearing fraud, he stood still and responded to all changes with the same.

She didn't blink her eyes, she only saw the opponent's hand seem to be raised, and a breeze passed by her ears almost at the same time, and then, a black hair fell down and naturally scattered on her shoulders.

Feng Qingjiu: "..."

Looking in disbelief, there was an extra hairpin between his fingers, and that hairpin was obviously just pulled from her head, the only one left.

"You like to use this thing as a weapon." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the hairpin carefully, "However, considering the financial resources of the Feng family, this kind of material is too ordinary."

"What's the matter with Guan Qing!"

Being pulled out of her hairpin is not a big deal, but in her state of alert, she can still take things off her head so easily. Not only does she feel that her face is lost, but she also has a sense of danger of being coerced. Feng Qingjiu's tone also changed. I have to rush up.

He wasn't angry, he walked slowly in front of her, and the hairpin in his hand dangled in front of her eyes, "This way, it's called clearing up."

"!"

Feng Qingjiu's eyes lit up, "It's you?!"

No wonder he looks familiar, he is the man he met on the cliff yesterday, although he covered his face, his eyebrows and tone of voice...

Wait a minute!
What did Feng Zhengze and the crown prince say when they came, saying that she colluded with foreign thieves to assassinate King Yunyang, but those assassins were obviously the ones who assassinated him!Could it be that?

"You are--"

Before he could speak, he suddenly covered her lips, moved forward a few steps, and pressed against the wall behind her, unable to make a sound.

Eyes wide open, Feng Qingjiu didn't know what he was going to do, and looked up at him.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"..."

He was so focused just now that he had already reached the door without hearing footsteps, but he was more vigilant.

The knock on the door was very rhythmic, and after a few rings, Ye Wanhua's soft voice came from outside, "Jiu'er, Jiu'er, have you fallen asleep yet? Mother has something to say to you."

Feng Qingjiu: "..."

The big palm tightly covered her lips, and her breath sprayed into his palm, almost suffocating.

Staring at her, gave a warning look, and then slowly moved away.

"Mom, I'm asleep, what's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Outside the door, Ye Wanhua sighed, "Okay, then you have a good rest, mother will come to see you tomorrow."

Then there was the sound of footsteps gradually moving away. It seemed that they had gone far away.

She breathed out, raised her eyes slightly, and the moment her lips raised slightly, the hairpin in her hand was already on the gate of his life, steady and accurate!
"King Yunyang, the little girl is disrespectful!"

(End of this chapter)